The train rolled in, empty as usual and she fell into her usual seat at the very end of the last carriage. Within a few minutes her eyes grew heavy an... Natalie was slipping out of consciousness and into the wonderfully welcoming world of sleepy town.Her slumber was disturbed as the train rattled slightly pulling into Yeoksu Station. She opened her eyes slightly to see an extremely petite young woman get on her carriage. As her eyes began to focus, Natalie couldn't help but pay a little more. Whitestone?”“Yup.”“Please,” she said, her entire demeanor changing to something very deferential, “come this way. Mr. Costa is waiting in one of the private suites.”Ken, more than a little surprised, followed her down a short hallway to a rich set wooden doors. When she opened it, Ken saw Costa sitting at a very nice table, one large enough to seat at least ten people, with a pile of paperwork to one side and a laptop in front of him.“Ken,” he said, getting up and greeting the other man with a. With the amount I had taken it ran the risk of permanently taking away myvoice. To avoid that I had to speak as little as possible and even then,only in a husky whisper for the next couple weeks. As she was helping mepractice my voice, which sounded strikingly feminine, she told me thatshe was worried about Chad's complicity in the accident. She said thedecision was up to me, but she'd really appreciate if I didn't tell himabout his mistake. I begrudgingly agreed knowing that Chad would. By morning his hardness would be pressing up against me.i remeber one night I had to go to the bathroom,so i finished peeing and noticed i was itching down there.so i wiped and discovered i had a little hair growing and my chest was tender especially around the nipple,my chest was budding.I ran back in the room and woke my brother up (Dont ask why I didnot go to my Mom)Maybe I always felt safe with him.anyway I told him what i saw,and said let me see.So i lifted my gown up to my chest,and.